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A Modern Day American Tragedy
By: D. C. H.
An African American Teenager
Words are an excuse
Not to show how you feel.
So show me
The steady strange stare straight ahead.
Let me know
You are trying desperately not to cry.
Be smarter
I can feel the moisture of sorrow
Chasing after both of us.
He sits steady.
Full of stillness.
My eyes dance over him unnoticed.
The silence is sanity breaking.
“ TALK TO ME!”
You are speaking- but the mumbles tell me
You don’t really want to.
Worry not my love.
No mater how silent… I hear you.
“ I don’t know what happened…”
Mummers so sweet and innocent
The taste twinkles my ears.
“ I want to know what happened.
The stones bushes of needles I travel through
Give not to me my knowledge.
But honestly I question my desire to know.
Perhaps that is why I still don’t.”
A voice so steady, powerful, and low
Troubles me deep
Deeply into my soul.
What world does he stare into?
It’s not of mine.
The redness and absence of blinks
Tells me the power of his peril
Is soon to make it mine.
Expectations were way to high.
Delve in my thoughts;
This wouldn’t get to you as badly as I.
Now I see
The aridness in your words is fear,
Not of a coward but of a child.
Very little, but so forceful.
Enough to strangle tears from your strong green eyes.
Quick as death by stoke
I am by your side.
With vocals to caress
The worry in his life,
I speak soft and securely to
Confine him in reality.
“ The terror you are giving me
Is far worse than death.
Yet not knowing what‘s wrong
Is killing me.
Tell me though I think I know
What exactly you are doing.”
My body moves swift as wings
Of the angle he never had within.
Stroking kindly every skin cell of his cheek
To ease away his sin.
Not as acts of god
But as acts of a human.
And as a shock I see,
Feel, smell, and breathe
Him breaching sanity.
Now look
For a split second away from wonders
He looked away at me.
Fury in a jump back out of reach
He is snatched back away.
Anger! Is now here once more.
“ GET OFF ME!”
Previously tampered with emotions
arise in great reaction.
He stands tall and distant.
Still staring strangely,
Far into the distance.
His eyes are lost.
Red with resistance..
Aligned in front of me I realize
He does not see me.
Only feels my presence.
How deep in fear and reflection can one be
To look straight ahead,
And not see?
Frigid and pale, from the shakes of a seizure
He becomes a miscreant
By the seconds of the night.
Paralyzed in a nightmare he dreams.
Eyes wide
And full of his unreleased screams.
I close his eyes.
Listen for them
As a sign that he lives as I
Place him back on the bed beside me.
That way I can watch over him.
I listen for a calm exhale
And a slick slide from the lids of his eyes.
Only then will I know
If he will survive.
“ Wait…”
Frustration and worry fills the air.
I am struggling to breathe
As I am being strangled a bit
By the tension.
For a minutes I fight it.
But then I just stop
And lay along Josh Bleak.
Accepting the suffocation,
The moments passing force me to sleep.
Hours pass.
Blazes of the sunrays
Pierce though my closed lids.
In shock I jump up and see if he still lays.
?
Yes… he does.
Yet still my eyes are drenched in tears of worry.
For I did not know what this feeling was.
But not the same as the night before.
He is buried in a deep sweat.
Fear stuck on his face that much more.
The view upset me as my imagination
Tears my mind wild with concern.
What is the devil showing him?
What pain has his sins earned?
Closed eyes in skull.
To my face he turned.
“Why must I be so blind?
When my sight is perfectly fine
Maybe no one wants so see things from my view
Because I see everything a different way
Perhaps that’s because I am insane
But nobody really cares
What I see just as long as it only has to do with me
Who looks for faith in a god and finds fears
Who look for solutions to problems,
And only finds more tears?”
For give me my love.
I asked calm in tone near whisper “Who?”
“ I do”
Blog Category: Automotive
Playing (Music): iwish you were here
Current mood: 1
Added on: 12/09/2006 09:45:49
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